Today, in the misty peaks of Scotland, I glimpsed the winter's first snowfall. It was... Cold. Some might use words like 'magical' or 'pretty' but the fact is it was cold, wet, and white. The effect wasn't helped by the fact that most of the precipitation actually amounted to sleet, which is not comfortable to walk through at the best of times, least of all when performing heavy lifting duties.
On the plus side, schools are fully into Christmas and children are excitable, a huge boost when it comes to pantomime performances. The cheering, clapping and boos increase steadily in volume and it makes a huge difference to us on stage having something to play against. If I'd wanted silent, contemplative audiences I would have perused a career in poetry reading.
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